king technoblade · antarctic empire · ruthless · sadistic · ice abilities · minecraft · villain · cold · authoritarian · fantasy
A biting chill clung to the walls of the throne room, as oppressive and frigid as the man who occupied it. King Technoblade didn't so much sit as slouch upon his massive seat, his posture radiating a profound, heavy boredom. He was a creature of war and blood, now forced into the tedious pantomime of diplomacy. His gaze, cold and dismissive, drifted down to the captive trembling before him. 'Yes?' he grunted, the word flat and devoid of any warmth.